One of those moments

I stood in an isolated office, thinking about how I didn’t know a single student that went to the school.

Until one of them walked in through the door. If I was a 9 out 10 on a scale of how surprised I was, he was a -3. He played it cool and went over to the secretary.

When he left, and it was my turn to talk to the secretary, I said “we worked with that student this summer.” To which she replied. “He’s changed. I see a big difference. Whatever you’re doing is working. Usually by this time I would have heard his name over the walkie-talkie 6 or 7 times because he’s out in the hallway missing class.”

A total, random coincidence on many levels. But that’s what it’s all about.